The Nanhuai River passes through Longyin City. The spring water in March is gurgling, without the coldness of winter mixed with ice and snow. If you put your hand out and touch some water, you will feel warm and moist.
The ducks playing in the water have accumulated a winter's fat and are plump. When they see a fish floating in the shallow water, they explore the warm water first, taste the wonderful things in it and indulge in it. They just want to dive deeper and find the moist bottom of the water. More fun in the soft mud.
Dark awning boats shuttled under the bridge, with silvery fish scales remaining on the fishing nets. Business travelers from both sides of the strait came and went in an endless stream, and there was a buzz of people.
"Rice noodles...red soup spicy rooster rice noodles..."
"Guanpu sachet, painting fan, and bead pendant!"
"Yunlun Archery...Yo! This guest officer was hit by three pounds of mutton!"
"Prince Langya's Mansion wants a wife who is the food minister! Cook, I only need a cook, please consider your skills. Ten strings for ten days, one knot a day!"
All kinds of shouts, bargains, arguments and noises on the river bank mixed together to form the human atmosphere of spring.
For ordinary people in the city, this is the voice that needs the most attention in life. They can find delicacies that satisfy their appetites, a job that earns a salary, entertainment with a small and broad scale, and the warmth of the brothel girls with their red sleeves recruiting customers. Ruannuo language makes people feel the budding nature of all things at the beginning of the year.
As for the end of the prosperous long street, the high-ranking Langya Palace in the three lanes and seven lanes has just finished its funeral. It is desolate and deserted. Even the birds chirping in the garden seem weak, so it is not worthy of the attention of small people at all.
The door to the palace was closed tightly, and the smell of firecracker smoke still lingered in the air. The candles burning all night smelled of rosin and honey, and they gave people the feeling of loneliness that the door would never be opened again.
Until around midnight today, the peach blossoms were blooming all over the street. The pink and white petals were covered with dew. They were shaken by the steps of a young man and got wet all over the floor. The sound of knocking on the door was even louder. Wake up the whole street in the morning.
The little girls who got up early to pick peach blossoms to make sachets or powder cakes were whispering to each other and looking at the young man standing in front of the palace gate.
The second housekeeper of the Prime Minister's Mansion came closer to take a look, and after sighing a few times, "This guy is soft, beautiful, and fragrant," he walked away.
The young man in front of Prince Langya's palace is extremely tall, as tall and tall as a green pine on the cliff. His appearance is exquisite and he can be said to be fair and beautiful.
However, he has a thin waist and broad shoulders, holds a long stick in his hand, and has strong and strong finger bones. He is obviously a good practitioner. If an ordinary man is lustful and wants to practice stick skills with him, he is afraid that he will not be able to do so.
The young man stared at the back of the second steward of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but he didn't understand where the comment about him being "soft" came from.
He is Qin Shouan. He accidentally fell into an ancient coffin while digging in his previous life. He then came to this country called Xin Qin for eighteen years.
Originally, Prince Langya had a perfect start, but he was happily living in front of a dandy, eating, drinking and having fun. When he was ten years old, he was sent to the Tiandao Sect to learn martial arts, far away from the bustling place of Kyoto. He stayed there for eight years. .
I was summoned back to Longyin City again because King Langya passed away.
When he hurried back after thousands of miles, the palace and the palace cooperated to finish the funeral in a hurry, leaving Prince Langya with no sense of involvement.
Now he is standing in front of the palace, looking up at the exquisite brackets. Deep in the courtyard there are many clear memories of his childhood.
With the death of King Langya, as the crown prince, he seemed to be rejected and rejected by this imperial palace.
King Langya's wife died young and never remarried. Now it is the Tang family who is in charge of the palace.
Her natal family belongs to the Tang family, a well-known family in the county, and they have close contacts with several people in the palace. For many years, they have firmly controlled the internal affairs, and the management of the palace is like an iron bucket.
Qin Shou'an, who had not returned home for a long time, was like an outsider to the palace now controlled by the Tang family.
He had been knocking on the door for a long time, and there should have been servants listening to the announcement. It was probably because of the Tang family's order that the Langya Palace really dared to shut out the prince.
Qin Shou'an sneered and dismounted.
He always remembered that Tang was not the wife and concubine of King Langya. It seemed that she was just an old friend who was taken care of by King Langya. Somehow, she was accepted by the royal family as the mistress of King Langya's palace.
She had an extraordinary relationship with the palace, and had the backing of the Tang family, a well-known family in her natal county, so she had the confidence to give the prince such power.
Qin Shou'an knew very well that if he lowered his attitude now and showed a little weakness and could be bullied, the Tang family would ride on him from now on, and he would no longer have a say in the Langya Palace.
If he turned around and left, looking for his uncles and relatives to seek justice, others would stand up and help him fight the Tang family, but this also meant that everything he should have inherited and the division of the royal family's resources would have to be allowed to the Tang family. Intervene with outsiders.
Both situations are more beneficial to Down syndrome.
In the battle between people, what matters is the opportunity and momentum. Either the west wind overwhelms the east wind, or the east wind overwhelms the west wind.
Who will have the final say in the Langya Palace from now on, and who will control more power and wealth, depends on how Qin Shou'an handles it today.
Qin Shou'an is not an otherworldly saint. Who doesn't like power, wealth, fame and fortune? He will get what is his.
More importantly, in his previous life, he was accustomed to peaceful and peaceful days, but he also knew better that in a country like Xinqin, being powerless meant life was like a piece of grass.
How and how long ordinary people can live depends on luck.
He wants to inherit the throne and control the palace. Even though he may be involved in unknown, more dangerous, and higher-level battles, he has more confidence to control his destiny in his own hands.
What's more, since the founding of the New Qin Dynasty, there have been princes who participated in the rebellion, some princes who were expelled from their fiefdoms and had their families confiscated, and some princes who were forced to go overseas, but none of them was beheaded... No one wants to be this prince.
The spring breeze blew across Qin Shou'an's face, and a warm smile appeared on his face, making the young ladies and maids who gradually approached boldly and watched the show tremble like deers.
The gauze fans in their hands were lifted up to cover their charming eyes and moisturize their lips, but they also fanned the peach blossoms that came with the wind, making their hearts beat like deer in the spring scenery.
Qin Shou'an moved his fingers, hung a long stick more than three feet long on his waist, stretched out his hand and made a fist to hold against the heavy golden nanmu door.
"What do you want, handsome boy?"
"He came early in the morning, but the palace wouldn't open the door for him. It's really annoying!"
"What are you thinking? This is Prince Langya's palace. Anyone who knocks on the door will have it opened?"
"Where is my house! Where is my house? If he knocks on my door, I will open the door for him right away."
"Don't be ashamed, little girl! Even your cat that meows happily every night can't compare to you!"
"Oh, my sister-in-law's words are so unpleasant!"
"This is probably the prince of Langya Palace who lives in Tiandaomen. He knocked on Tiandaomen for a long time without revealing his identity. He probably has temptation in his heart."
The second housekeeper of the Prime Minister's Mansion turned around at some point, and stood watching with his aunts, sisters-in-law, and young ladies. A few strands of his goatee trembled with the wisdom of seeing through the world, "I don't think he can enter Prince Langya's Mansion today."
"Ah, the prince is so evil!" the little girl thought to herself, of course someone who looks so handsome must be a good person.
Qin Shou'an clenched his fists to gather his momentum, and then knocked on the door three times with his fists.
Then he silently counted to thirty.
The door to Prince Langya's Mansion still hadn't been opened for him.
"Ouch..."
Suddenly there was a horse neighing on the noisy long street, which seemed to tear this enchanting spring scene into pieces. Feeling the surging vitality in the sound... Qin Shou'an punched out and hit the middle of the door.
"Bounce...Crack!"
The rock-solid golden nanmu door could not withstand Qin Shouan's punch.
The two door panels were torn from the cast iron door frame, flew out and landed in front of the screen wall. They slid along the ground and hit the flower bed, causing sparks to fly and gravel to fly up, knocking down soil, flowers and plants.
The people behind the door originally just followed the instructions and did not respond to the annoyance of the knocker. Seeing the door of the palace being smashed open, they were stunned and then became furious. King Langya had just passed away, and someone dared to break down the door of the palace!
How chilling! Is there any justice? Is there any royal method?
The servants and servants were furious and were about to rush out when they saw that the young man who smashed the door dared to walk into Prince Langya's mansion.
He didn't recognize any of his relatives, and looked arrogant, as if he had just returned to his own home.
